WEEK TWO

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WEEK TWO

23 Villagers

Three people have fallen and a tower has risen. Along with it, some of the restraints on your mind have dispersed and a memory has returned to you - is it precious, is it painful? Is it cherished, is it loathed?

Mercilessly, dawn breaks on another morning. The rooster still calls, and the crops still need tending to. Rise and shine, Puffin Town! It seems like the residents are not the only thing that has chosen to rise, as a few more establishments have opened up for exploration. The sound of moo-ing near the farms may feel especially inviting here - how about making some new additions to your farms, to drown out your loneliness?

There is no festival just yet but if you question the ducks on it, some excited quacking will herald fun things to come later in the week. Some of the ducks will also wave the gift notes from last week; regardless of murder, being kind to your neighbors is still encouraged! Can't let our beautiful town sink into gloom and doom, right?

(( OOC: Murder proposals are due by Tuesday at 4 PM EST / 1 PM PST, for the current week's murder, but feel free to submit for later weeks if you like!

We have also added a page to report your Astera planting - this does not need to have been threaded, we're just taking stock on an OOC level.

Further, the Gift Mechanic has been updated. All turned in threads will now yield a character specific item as a reward! We're only dipping into the random gacha once all personalized rewards have been given out.))

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[moonblades]

I told you. Top of my term in timed runs. [And the older soldiers, too. Mio seems proud of it as she hands over the skewer and the soft serve, chancing the brush of a single index finger between Lucifer's ears.]

Is that something he can eat?

[sorathvau]

[Suddenly he has a lot of things in his hands. This is fine.]

…I’m not sure. I’m not as familiar with the animals of Midgard.

[He can recognise them as from Earth, and draw parallels with their care to the more fantastical ones he’s used to but...that’s kind of it.]

[moonblades]

[It also seems fine to Mio, apparently, because she doesn't intervene to take any of those items back off of him. She must be confident in his ability to multitask based on her content smile.]

Whatever the case, a little bit probably couldn't harm him, surely? He isn't super fragile? Still, since he's in your care, you should choose. I'm sure your heart will tell you what's best for him. [She can only imagine that Beelzebub would want to do his best for such a small creature dependent on him.]

[sorathvau]

[What’s in his heart……can he really be trusted with that.]

…I’ll let him decide.

[Beelzebub holds out the ice cream for Lucifer to inspect, and he gives it a curious sniff. Then, a tentative lick.

It seems to go down well, because he goes back for more, until Beelzebub has to pull it away from him.]

I worry you’ve caused him to develop a new craving.

[moonblades]

[Uh-oh.]

Now, wait a moment; I couldn't have known! [She protests weakly, its efficacy even more eroded by the little laugh she lets out watching the cat try to struggle in Beelzebub's overfull arms. Now it really does seem like he's holding on to a lot to try and juggle at once.]

Maybe some knowledge is better left unlearned. He'll probably never forget it, at any rate.

[sorathvau]

And now I'll have to deprive him of the one thing he wants most.

[Though it's hard to tell with him, this is all good-natured fun.]

You've set me up to be a cruel master.

[moonblades]

I don't know, I think it might be better to experience something even if you know you can never have it again. At least he knows the taste now.

[And depending on how squirmy the little guy is, maybe he'll manage to get a little more of it provided he can be a good enough escape artist. After all, Beelzebub's hands are very full.]

Will you be very strict with him?